Monday, February 14, 2011

Facebook Liking

So I have a standard when it comes to what I like on the ol' Facebook. If I see something, and I like it, I will hit the like button.




What? Not enough? Fine. Social Media fascinates me to no end. In the movie "The Social Network", Facebook is referred to as THE idea of the past decade. Why? Well, I think Facebook has spun out of the internet phase of our culture. Which is probably the most revolutionary thing to happen in the past 30 years. At least in the top 5. Internet changed the way we live. It's kinda scary. It interconnected everyone. It both a good and bad way.

Heck, this blog and all the things on it are a result of the internet. I have no point to this post, other than to get you thinking about the internet and all of its implications on our lives. Its such a funny thing. Having internet is more important than having television. It's crazy.


That being said, I am going to put this blog up on Facebook and Like it.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Oh Marley. How you decieve.

So. Marley & Me. You remember this movie? It was the movie with the goofy commercials starring Owen Wilson, messing around with a dog that got into 'mischief' while Baha Men's "Who Let the Dogs Out" blared in the background.

Well, I never watched it. The advertising never appealed to me. Don't know why. But I ended up watching it. But, uh, kind of without planning to.

I got sick last Saturday night. It wasn't really pleasurable. Nothing crazy it just kept waking me up. I'd go to the bathroom. Fall back asleep. Repeat. I was by myself Saturday night so I decided to go to the Living room and sleep on the couch and watch a movie, to coax me back to bed. I started at 3am, and with "Knight & Day" which I rented from Redbox. The first half of the movie was pretty solid, but I didn't get to see the second half cause the dvd was jacked up. Awesome. Still wasn't asleep.

So I decided to see what collection of movies my roomate had laying around and I discovered "Marley & Me". I won't get into this, I thought. It's a movie about a goofy dog. Original it wasn't.

But 2 hours later, with a bathroom break or two keeping me up, I ended up watching the movie and thus, at 6am, by myself, in my apartment, sick, I was crying my eyes out like a child, over the death of a fake dog.

I cried. Then realized I was crying. Then I proceded to 'smh' and go to bed disappointed in myself. And in the advertising company for the movie. Then I thought about Marley again and cried myself to sleep.

WELP